Guddu's Lucky Day
How did Rimjhim end up with it?
Gayatri smiled and said, "Hop in." Then she tucked the envelope back into the same pocket where it had first rested.
Later that evening, while Gayatri was getting into her pyjamas, she heard her father shouting downstairs. Her father rarely shouted! Something was wrong!
She ran downstairs and into the living room. Her parents were sitting on the sofa in front of the television.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Gayatri asked.
Her mother said, "Honey, everything's okay. He's just disappointed. He bought a lottery ticket last night and somehow lost it. He's been playing the same number for years and tonight, his number finally came up! We're both just disappointed.
Gayatri's father said in a shaky tone, "I don't understand how I could have lost it. I put it in my shirt pocket, then I drove home. I stopped at the porch to pick up the evening newspaper, then came into the house. I didn't know it was gone until now, when I looked for it."
"Dad what did the ticket look like?" Gayatri asked thinking about the small pink envelope.
Her mother smiled, "Guddu, it looked ... well, like a lottery ticket. Don't worry about it. It isn't like we lost something we already had. We're no worse off than we were before."
Gayatri ran upstairs and pulled the envelope from the pocket of her uniform. Then she took it downstairs to the two people she loved most in the world.
"Did it look like this?" she asked hopefully.
They stared at the paper, then at each other. Suddenly, as one single excited voice, they both screamed, "Gayatri!"
"Tomorrow we shall go to the market to buy you a bicycle," her mother exclaimed happily. "I think you are responsible enough now."
Guddu Verma smiled. Her parents had called her Gayatri!
Then she smiled again, imagining how her friends would react on seeing her with her new bicycle. Today indeed had been a very lucky day!
Gayatri smiled and said, "Hop in." Then she tucked the envelope back into the same pocket where it had first rested.
Later that evening, while Gayatri was getting into her pyjamas, she heard her father shouting downstairs. Her father rarely shouted! Something was wrong!
She ran downstairs and into the living room. Her parents were sitting on the sofa in front of the television.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Gayatri asked.
Her mother said, "Honey, everything's okay. He's just disappointed. He bought a lottery ticket last night and somehow lost it. He's been playing the same number for years and tonight, his number finally came up! We're both just disappointed.
Gayatri's father said in a shaky tone, "I don't understand how I could have lost it. I put it in my shirt pocket, then I drove home. I stopped at the porch to pick up the evening newspaper, then came into the house. I didn't know it was gone until now, when I looked for it."
"Dad what did the ticket look like?" Gayatri asked thinking about the small pink envelope.
Her mother smiled, "Guddu, it looked ... well, like a lottery ticket. Don't worry about it. It isn't like we lost something we already had. We're no worse off than we were before."
Gayatri ran upstairs and pulled the envelope from the pocket of her uniform. Then she took it downstairs to the two people she loved most in the world.
"Did it look like this?" she asked hopefully.
They stared at the paper, then at each other. Suddenly, as one single excited voice, they both screamed, "Gayatri!"
"Tomorrow we shall go to the market to buy you a bicycle," her mother exclaimed happily. "I think you are responsible enough now."
Guddu Verma smiled. Her parents had called her Gayatri!
Then she smiled again, imagining how her friends would react on seeing her with her new bicycle. Today indeed had been a very lucky day!
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